I swear...my mind is that of a crackhead these days.
Who else could wake up and have a 10yr old song stuck in thier head.
Only me.
There's a destination a little up the road
From the habitations and the towns we know
A place we saw the lights turn low
With the jig-saw jazz and the get-fresh flow
Pulling out jives and jamboree handouts
Two turntables and a microphone
Bottles and cans just clap your hands just clap your hands
Where it's at!
I got two turntables and a microphone
![](https://i35.photobucket.com/albums/d197/Quote24/beck.jpg)
Who else could wake up and have a 10yr old song stuck in thier head.
Only me.
There's a destination a little up the road
From the habitations and the towns we know
A place we saw the lights turn low
With the jig-saw jazz and the get-fresh flow
Pulling out jives and jamboree handouts
Two turntables and a microphone
Bottles and cans just clap your hands just clap your hands
Where it's at!
I got two turntables and a microphone
![](https://i35.photobucket.com/albums/d197/Quote24/beck.jpg)
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pammy:
Get yer vanilla Beck listnin ass on my friendslist!
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pammy:
Yep! It freaked me out!